The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume III by Aphra Behn
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_Sham_. What, Sir, then it seems you doubt us? Sir _Tim_. How do you mean, your Honesty or Judgment? I can assure you, I doubt both. _Sharp_. How, Sir, doubt our Honesty! Sir _Tim_. Yes--why, I hope neither of you pretend to either, do you? _Sham_. Why, Sir, what, do you take us for Cheats? Sir _Tim_. As errant, as any's in Christendom. _Sharp_. How, Sir? Sir _Tim_. Why, how now--what, fly in my Face? Are your Stomachs so queasy, that Cheat won't down with you? _Sham_. Why, Sir, we are Gentlemen; and though our ill Fortunes have thrown us on your Bounty, we are not to be term'd-- Sir _Tim_. Why, you pair of Hectors--whence this Impudence?--Do ye know me, ye Raggamuffins? _Sham_. Yes, but we knew not that you were a Coward before. You talkt big, and huft where-e'er you came, like an errant Bully; and so long we reverenc'd you--but now we find you have need of our Courage, we'll stand on our own Reputations. |
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